"I don't know whether or not I should kick their asses," a familiar voice woke me up form my peaceful slumber.
"You should think about that before you do fulfill your actions. Both are skilled warriors and frontliners so they aren't afraid of death," another familiar voice told his companion of the consequence of his actions. By the sound of his voice, it was my great friend, Zeke.
"I still would kick their robotic asses for getting this close to Brey." It was Dominick who was sticking up for me and would defend me from danger. "Look! They're fucking snuggling with her. Disgusting." My brain finally registered two warm bodies pressed against mine.
It was getting too hot with the blanket over me and the warmth coming from them. Who are 'them' in the first place? The wheels inside of my head began to spin and fear whoever was in the bed with me. I wiggled out of their grasp and readied myself to fight.
The familiar faces of Sides and Sunstreaker caught me off guard. They were the ones snuggling with me under the blankets; the red mech was much closer to me then his brother but nevertheless, it was both of them. "What the hell?" I mumbled out loud and rubbed the spell of sleep from my eyes.
"We could be asking the same thing," Dom grounded out and sounded not too pleased. I spun around and faced the two behind me. "So, care to give an explanation of why they are in your bed and cuddling with you."
A lie was needed before Dom killed these two for going over the line. "I was cold last night and couldn't find any of my blankets so those two became my blankets." It was a great lie to have thought up on the fly and I was proud of myself for it.
Then, a trickle of guilt flooded my mind for lying to them. My mother had taught me all too well on how to lie expertly without realizing it was a lie. "How could you not find any of your blankets, you have like thirty in this house alone," Dom argued, not totally buying my lie.
"Shh-" I placed my pointer finger to my lips-" the two are still asleep. They had to go scout out some activity yesterday and came back early this morning. They need their rest."
"That would be nice if all three of you kept your voices down," Sides grunted and moved so he was on his back. His cobalt blue eyes stared at me with a hidden emotion before he glared slightly at the two behind me.
"Sorry, go back to sleep. We'll take out conversation somewhere else," I responded and was able to leave the room when Sides reached out. His large hand wrapped around my wrist, just enough to stop me but allow me to pull away with ease.
"No, you're sick. Come lay down with us." Our eyes met again and within his could be seen with true compassion. A shiver went down my spine at that and a drop of fear forced me to change my gaze down to the floor.
Surprisingly, my sickness has almost disappeared within a couple of days. I was glad though, it was time to go back to work tomorrow and have Tipps rip me a new one.
I pulled my wrist out of his grip and without saying anything to him, fast-walked out of the room. "Nice going, brother of mine. You said she was trusting us. Did that seem like trust?" I heard before heading down the stairs.
The memory of what happened earlier this morning came to mind. I didn't know how to feel about the two of them. My past restricts me from having any sort of affection towards them but my heart was wanting to feel something with them.
"Fuck them, right Brey?" Dominick brought me out of my thoughts.
"What?" I questioned, confused and stopped in my tracks. Was he jealous about them? He has no reason to be though; his flirting is only fake and never meant anything.
"Those two-"
"That's enough out of you, Dominick. If you don't have anything nice to say, go hang with Crosshairs outside," Zeke interrupted the ex-military soldier from continuing what he was going to say. The salt and peppered hair male scowled at Zeke before stalking out of the house and slamming the door behind him.
"What has gotten into him?" I started heading towards the kitchen and was surprised to find both of the dogs in here. The two bound up to me excitedly and licked at my hands. "Morning, you two."
"I think he has been hanging around Crosshairs too much." That sounded about right because Dom wouldn't say those things. Yes, he flirts with me all the time but we both know we'll never have a relationship with each other.
"I haven't even met Crosshairs."
"That's good. He's rude and very upfront about things. And he likes to act like he the boss of everyone besides Optimus." I rolled my eyes at the description Zeke gave to me about Crosshairs. The mech didn't sound like a great bot in the first place, especially since he turned my friend into something he's not.
I filled up a glass of water and took small sips from it while staring out the kitchen window. "What do you think about Sides and Sunstreaker?" I truly wanted to know what his thoughts were about them; it would help me choose whether or not to let them closer. "And please be honest, it's serious."
Zeke turned his eyes to settle on me with his thinking face on. At least he was taking it serious and thinking about the two still lying on my bed. "They're good mechs. Jazz has told me a few things about them. They're protective of each other since that's all they have." Yeah, I knew that.
"I would be carefully around them; Sideswipe uses his wild side to hide something. Sunstreaker, in general, downright despises humans and our planet. I haven't been around them all that much to get a good read on them. But throw out some trust to them. See how they react and what they do with it."
"You can still have your walls up to protect yourself but trust them, just a little bit." With that said, Zeke turned around and left me to pounder what he just said to me. Trust them? Even a tiny bit? My mind was sending off alarms of the thought of trusting them.
He did have a good idea on seeing on how they react to it and what they do with it. Maybe he's right, plus I can still have my walls up for protection. God forbid I ever let my walls down again. It would most likely be the death of me. It nearly was before.
The dogs perked up from their spots next to me and bounded out of the kitchen. "Whoa, what's got you all excited?" Sides voice surprised and I spun around in time to see him and his brother strolling into the kitchen. "Hey, knew we would find you here."
"I'm sorr-"
"Don't apologize for someone else's actions you had no control over," Sunstreaker interrupted and stood in front of me.
"But-" he raised his hand to silence me.
"No, if he's mech enough, he'll apologize himself. If not, I don't care." I knew it was best not to argue with the yellow mech and decided to keep my trap shut.
Sides came up to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders to pull me close to him. I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. My body was still recuperating after having the stomach flu and blamed my exhaustion on my actions. "Someone's tired," Sides teased and placed his hand on top of my head.
"Shut it," I growled with it being empty, and then yelped when Sides picked me up bridle style. My arms instinctly wrapped around his neck to secure myself. "How in the hell are you able to pick me up?!" I weigh about one-hundred and eighty pounds and no one has been able to pick me up like this in forever.
"You're light," he responded with and strolled out of the kitchen. He was carrying me like I weighed nearly nothing.
My mouth was agape in shock and eyes wide, staring up at him. "I'm not light on any level. Dom has trouble picking me up bridle style and he's bulky. You're lanky and thin."
"Have you not seen the muscles on my holoform? Now, come on. We want to snuggle with you again." The warning bell inside of my head went off in reaction and started up my fight, flight, or freeze response.
"I'm, I'm good." I swallowed hard and struggled to get out of his arms. He gave me a look of confusion and didn't let me down, holding me tighter to his chest. A part of my heart felt good being this close to him but the logical side of my brain overthrew that.
"Hey, what's the problem?"
"Please, let me go." My voice filled with fright and my muscles began to tense, ready to fight if needed.
Sides opened his mouth but his brother beat him to it. "Sides, let her go. She's scared, can't you see." I was thankful for Sunstreaker to notice the fear in my eyes. The red mech finally let me back on my feet with an apologetic expression on his face.
I ignored it, giving Sunstreaker a thankful look and fast-walked out of the kitchen. "You're an idiot, you probably set yourself all the way back to the beginning with her."
"How was I supposed to know that would scare her?! She fine with cuddling with us less than ten cycles ago."
"She was recharging, dumbaft!" I decided not to listen to their conversation anymore and snatch my white Ford's keys off the hanger next to the front door.
Powerstroke was still in his place next to the two Lambo's seeming nonliving. Hopefully they didn't notice me sneaking out of the house. I rush over to my truck, started him up, and tore out of there rapidly.
It looked like my escaped didn't catch their attention or maybe they are being smart and letting me have some time to myself. 'Throw out some trust to them', Zeke's words rung inside of my head while driving down the main road that runs through Jay.
Their actions made me even more hesitant of listening to my friend. It took Sunstreaker to notice the fright in my eyes and tell Sides to let me go. Fuck! I left the dogs back there. Did I serious want to go back and face them? The Twins knew that if they hurt my baby's, I would disassemble them and turn them into toasters.
Unable to truly focus on the road ahead of me, I pull off the side of the road and rest my forehead on the steering wheel. A tear silent fell from my eye and down on the leather seat. "What have I gotten myself into? Curiosity killed the cat… but satisfaction brought it back."
Out of nowhere, my phone began to ring and scared me from my phase. I picked it up without a care in the world and answered whoever was calling. "Brey, everything okay? Sunstreaker says you drove off." It was Will who was calling. I sighed and rested my head on the steering wheel again.
"That, I don't know. Those two… I don't know how to feel with them. It's difficult." Another tear fell onto the leather and made a loud dripping sound.
"Are, are you crying? Do you want to come to the base for a little bit?" Will sounded like he was talking to me like a two year old but it didn't matter to me. When I'm in this state of mind, the littlest of things can set me off. Either I fight or I run, rarely do I freeze.
"Yeah," was all I said. I left it up to him to figure out if the yeah was for both, or one or the other.
"Okay, I'll send Hide to pick you up." I hung up on him, not caring if sent him in a frenzy of some sorts. He knows how I get in this state, bad things usually happen to me and it's usually me who does those bad things.
It was less than half an hour when the rumble of Hide's alt mode pulling up in front of my truck. His holoform jumped out and strolled up to my door. My truck was already shut off before he even got here.
Hide opened the driver side door and gently grabbed my hand. "Come on, let's get you to Will." He carefully helped me out on to the ground and led me over to his passenger side door.
I outstretched my hand towards my truck in a weak attempt to grab any part of it. "But my truck," I whine and didn't want to leave my truck out here on the road. Anyone could easily break in and steal him away from me.
"I'll have Jazz take Zeke to drive it back to your house for you," Hide offered and lifted me up into the passenger seat of his alt. mode. That made me feel a little bit better for what has been happening today. I leaned against the closed door and gazed out at the trees off to the side of the road. "I'm going to kick their fragging afts the next time I see them."
His comment went not too well with my heart and a pathetic glare was thrown his way. I snapped out it, confused and afraid on why that happened. "Uh, sure," I mumbled, not paying much attention to the outside world now.
Something weird was happening to me and I needed to figure it out.